Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2013 03:29:04 -0500 (EST) From: Milford Slabaugh Subject: Gift Exchange GIFT EXCHANGE By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM Like any kid, I woke up extra early on Christmas morning. I opened my eyes, realized that the sun was up (Daddy required that I wait until the sun shone into my window to get out of bed Christmas morning, just daylight alone wasn't enough), and so I looked at the increasing light, chomping at the bit, and when the first sliver of sunlight opened up on the wall next to my bed, I greeted it like the Second Coming. I whooped like I've done long as I can remember, "It's Christmas!" and that woke up my cousin Drake. "It is?" he asked, his black shock of hair making him look kind of crazy. "It is!" And we two scrambled out of bed at its foot because that way was where the door was, both of us skinny boys wearing only pairs of rather ratty briefs, and we scampered down the hall, cheering as we ran like any pair of kids would on Christmas Day. It was the one morning of the year when my Daddy wouldn't dream of yelling at me for doing it, neither. But Uncle Sergio was another thing, he was sleeping on the couch and he sat up and yelped, "What the fuck is this? Shut the hell up!" He wasn't wearing a t-shirt or nothing, I could see the massive hairy chest all bulgy with his muscles. He cowed his son Drake all right, but I was another matter. "It's Christmas morning, Uncle Serge!" I crowed. "Christmas, Christmas!" Drake chimed in again in full throttle, screeching boy-voice. Daddy was groggily staggering into the room. "It sure as shit is." He agreed wearily. "Every fucking year!" He was wearing his bathrobe, and hadn't tied it very well. My Daddy like Uncle Sergio both worked hard for a living, only Uncle Sergio had just recently divorced his wife and the money he made in construction work and lived on during the winter had all been sucked up by the lawyers. He and Drake were staying with us for Christmas on account of the divorce decree said he got every other Christmas break with his daddy, my Uncle Sergio. Uncle Sergio got his body from working hard, and so did my Daddy, he did landscaping work and in the winter, when it snowed, he'd shovel sidewalks and such for people. But while the weather was cold, it hadn't snowed yet, so Daddy wasn't working a lot either. Drake and I were busily ferreting out the boxes under the trees, which were his and which were mine? Only seven boxes to dig through. "What's the matter, Dom?" Uncle Sergio asked my Daddy. They were brothers and loved to josh each other about things and stuff. "Can't handle it?" "You were the one yelling at the kids." Daddy said simply. Three of the boxes were mine. Three more were Drake's and that only left. "Here's your gift, Daddy!" I said proudly, handing it to him. "Thank you, son!" Daddy said, but I was already turning back to my gifts. "Didn't you get me anything?" Uncle Sergio said to me, joking. But he made me feel bad about it. "I'm sorry, Uncle Serge!" I said. "I didn't know you were coming here." "It's okay, he didn't get you nothing either." Drake said. "Daddy and me agreed not to trade gifts this year. We don't have any money." He added matter-of-factly. "Yeah, right, rub it in." Uncle Sergio said wearily. Daddy wanted to sit down, so Uncle Sergio struggled around and sat upright. I only got a quick glimpse of his lower body as he shifted, then put the blanket back around his loins, but I realized that neither he nor Daddy had on any underpants. Uncle Sergio had his blanket and Daddy had his bathrobe, but other than that, they weren't wearing anything. Of course, me and Drake were two boys wearing nothing but some ratty, baggy underpants ourselves right then. Daddy and Uncle Sergio were brothers (Uncle Sergio was three years old than my Daddy) and you could really see it when they sat side-by-side like this. Both of them had the black hair that Drake and I had (Drake's was wavier and a good bit longer than mine, but we were otherwise pretty alike), the same blue eyes and the same bodies, lots of hair over lots of muscles. Uncle Sergio and Daddy were sat sort of the same way on the couch, like a pair of bookends, or a pair of resting panthers, all sleek and muscled and strong and virile. But Daddy was leaning toward Uncle Sergio just now, his strong, square jaw set in concerned lines. "Hey, don't sweat it." Daddy said, laying his hand on Uncle Sergio's arm. "You've helped me out more than once, you know." "You haven't opened my present to you, Daddy!" I said. I was busy opening my own as I said this. From my father, I got a sweater I'd wanted and mentioned in his hearing about six weeks ago, I guess he remembered that and saved up for it, it was fairly expensive. And from my aunt, I got a handheld game, but it was the sort that only has one game on it. And the third was from my grandmother, she lived in a nursing home and did a lot of knitting, I wasn't surprised to see it was a scarf. She was probably sending Dad something else she'd made, but it hadn't arrived yet. My Grandmother (my mother's mother) had been sick a lot lately, she'd been doing poorly ever since my mother (her only child) had died almost two years ago. Daddy opened my gift to him and smiled. "Thank you, son." he said to me. "Just what I needed." He pulled out a pair of leather gloves I'd bought for him. "I can use these in my work." "How are you going to use a shovel with those on?" Sergio pointed out. "No grip to them." "They're not for work, Dad, they're for wearing on special occasions, when you're visiting people or stuff." I told Dad. "Then I'll save them for a special occasion." Dad said. I looked at Uncle Sergio sitting there without any presents at all and I felt sorry for him. I said, "Tell you what, Uncle Serge, here's a present for you." And I gave him the scarf that my grandmother had made for me. "And this is for you." I said to Drake and gave him the handheld game. And Drake's own presents were from his mother and other grandparents and an aunt, a board game, some socks and a small toy wind-up duck that you wound up and it would waddle for you. "Thank you." Drake said. "And here's something for you, Uncle Dominick." to my Daddy and gave him the socks. "And for you, Nicky." and he gave me the toy duck. Well, the thought counts for something. And we'd share the board game in the days to come, no doubt. "Santa bought those gifts for you boys." my Daddy said. "Not for us." "Bought?" I cocked an eyebrow at him. We were in that weird stage, where you know Santa isn't real but are both still pretending for each other, if you know what I mean. "Bought, buh...brought them for you, I meant to say." Daddy smiled sheepishly while we all laughed. "Guess my little Nikolas is the future St. Nick, huh?" "He gave me more than you did!" Uncle Sergio declared. "Hey, I only knew you were coming these last three days!" my Daddy said in mock anger. He and Uncle Sergio did this all the time, they never really got mad at each other. "I spent all my money on extra food and ordering a Christmas dinner for the four of us." "I'll pay you back all of that, too. How about giving me something? Maybe giving me the bed tonight?" "I'm using the bed!" "You could share your bed like we are." I pointed out. "It's fun sharing the bed with Drake!" "I heard you two in there, laughing a lot." Uncle Sergio said. "That's not all these two were doing." my Daddy said. "Daddy!" I yelped, blushing. My Daddy's room was right next to mine, he must have heard me and Drake playing with each other. "You could hear us?" Drake was blushing, too. "What the hell were they doing?" Uncle Sergio asked Daddy. "Same thing we did when we were their age." Daddy said blithely. "It's why I didn't try to stop them." Uncle Sergio looked baffled, then he suddenly grinned. "Yeah, you can't stop kids from doing that. It'd frustrate them for life!" I saw that my Daddy and Uncle Sergio weren't mad at us for playing with each other. "Then Uncle Serge can sleep with you and you two can play with each other like me and Drake does." Uncle Sergio laughed, then said, "You only do that when you're kids, Nicky. When you're grown-up, you play grown-up games in bed." "If you're lucky." My Daddy grumbled. "You want to give me something I really want for Christmas, give me something warm to fuck!" "Aw, man, don't remind me!" Uncle Sergio groaned. "I could go for some of that, myself!" "So why don't you, Daddy?" Drake asked his Daddy. "So who am I going to fuck?" Uncle Sergio asked. "Shit, I'm getting a boner just thinking about it!" And he actually lifted the covers back to show his hard cock. I knew some men had big dicks, and I'd seen Daddy's dong (soft) in the bathroom more than once. But I'd never seen one hard like that before! "Wow!" I gasped. "That's a lot bigger than Daddy's!" "You should know!" Uncle Sergio said. "The hell it is!" My Daddy declared. "Mine's easily as big as his is." I was mesmerized by Uncle Sergio's cock, I was walking toward it like a rat does to a snake, just walks into its mouth, they say. Uncle Sergio was looking at my Daddy, grinning at how his joke got to Daddy, right up until the point when I grabbed hold of his cock. Then he gasped and looked back at me. "Nicky, what the hell?" "I just wanted to touch it!" I defended myself. "Okay, you touched it, now let go of it." Uncle Sergio grunted. "Can't I just hold it for a little while?" I said. "I just want to feel it a while." I felt warm wetness touch my hand and I said, "Hey, it's leaking!" "Aw, man!" Uncle Sergio grunted. "It's leaking cause you're playing with it!" "Just a little!" "A little is all it takes!" Uncle Sergio groused. "Dom, can you pull your kid off my dick before I cream all over him? Yeesh!" "Yeah." my Dad's voice was awfully soft, but he came over and put big, hairy hands on my shoulders and pulled me back. I let go regretfully. "Aw, man, I'm so fucking horny!" Uncle Sergio moaned. "What the fuck am I going to do?" "Lube it up, Serge." Daddy told him, still softly. "Get it all greased up. Like when we were young." Uncle Sergio looked up at Daddy and then his hand jerked up to his mouth, he spat into his palm and began rubbing it on his cock. "You think so?" he asked Daddy. "We'll take it easy." Daddy said. Uncle Sergio spat again and again. "Aw, damn, yeah, this is going to be a great fucking Christmas!" And he and Daddy laughed, and so did Drake and I, not understanding the joke. Daddy knelt behind me and I felt it rather than saw it, I figured he was going to pick me up or something, so I didn't do anything, then his hands caught hold of my briefs and he skinned them down my hips and legs. Then one arm wrapped around my ribcage, and I was picked up, my briefs falling off my feet when I was lifted up. "You ready, Serge?" "I'm ready, Dom." Uncle Sergio said, scooting down on the couch. His cock was now all shiny and the head of it was all red and angry-looking. "Daddy?" I asked. "Hang on, Son." Daddy told me. "Get ready for the ride." His hands were now on my upper legs, one on each, he was holding me almost like a sitting position, except my butt wasn't being held up by anything more than my back against my Daddy's chest. Then he shifted to where his hands were at the backs of my knees, and I was drooping down a lot, my knees were pressed up to my chest. "Ride?" I asked and Daddy leaned over Uncle Sergio and lowered me down. I was going to say more, then I felt Uncle Sergio's cockhead and it was touching me right on my asshole! Daddy wasn't holding me up high enough and the pressure of my own body was pushing it inside me! "Oh! Oh, oh!" I gasped. "Hang on, Son." Daddy said to me, still in that so-soft voice. "You got to get used to it." I looked over and Drake had climbed up onto the couch where Daddy had been sitting, was watching what was happening to me with a sort of curious wonder. I was feeling pretty surprised, too, especially when Daddy let me down a bit more and the pain in my ass from Uncle Sergio's cock was almost unbearable. "Oh, oh, Daddy, it hurts, it hurts!" I groaned. "Bear with it, Son, bear with it." Daddy told me. "Oh, oh, oh, OHHHHH!" And Uncle Sergio's cockhead popped itself into my asshole! "Oh, oh, it hurts, Daddy, it hurts!" "Only for a little while, Son." Daddy said to me. "It'll get better, Son, I promise." "Okay, Daddy!" I sobbed, and Daddy let more and more of Uncle Sergio's dick slip into me. Uncle Sergio was just lying there, watching me being lowered onto his prick, and his face held a lot of the same curious wonder his son had watching his dad's dong going up my ass. "I'll hold him like this for you." Daddy said. "You fuck up into him a little now, help him get used to you." "Oh, man, I can't fucking believe this!" Uncle Sergio grunted. "Me fucking your boy's ass! Man, this so fucking hot! Just like Dad used to fuck us when we were little, huh?" Uncle Sergio's hips were moving now, his cock was slipping up and down and in and out of my ass, just a little bit like Daddy had told him to, but wow, the way it felt! It hurt, but there was something else in there, too, something that felt a lot the way my prick felt when Drake had played with it the night before. "Yeah, just like when you were helping him fuck me." Daddy said. "Now it's my boy's turn to feel a man's dick in his ass." "Oh, oh, Daddy!" I gasped. "Oh, Daddy, oh, oh, oh!" "Is it still hurting you, Son?" "No, Daddy, not as much. Oh, Daddy, oh!" "Nothing like a ride on the old Moretti schlong to bring a boy into the game, is there?" Daddy bragged. "Especially one as fat as mine!" Uncle Sergio bragged. "I think Nicky is getting into it already." "Yeah, Daddy, oh, oh, oh!" "How about it, Nicky, you ready to take even more of it for your Uncle Serge?" Uncle Sergio asked me. "I...I think so!" I gasped. "Oh, man, it hurts, but it also feels kind of good, too." "I'm going to let you on down, Son." Daddy told me. "Careful and let me know if it hurts too much." Daddy lowered me slowly, and I felt even more and more of Uncle Sergio's prick sliding into me. I guess I was over the pain, because it didn't hurt any more now. It just felt good, all of it. I landed on my knees on either side of Uncle Sergio's broadly muscled thighs and Daddy let go of me. "All right, Serge, he's all yours." Daddy told him. "Wow!" Drake put in. "He took all of it, didn't he?" "He sure did, Son." Uncle Sergio told him. "One day you can take all of it, too, but we'll wait until you're a little older." Drake lifted up to let my Daddy sit down and when Daddy did, the tie at his waist gave way entirely and he was uncovered from his armpits down. His own cock was standing up and he was right, it was every bit as big as Uncle Sergio's. Drake caught sight of it and promptly grabbed it. "Can I play with this, Uncle Dom?" he asked my Daddy. "Play all you want." my Daddy said. "Did I say you could have my son play with your dick?" Uncle Sergio said in mock sternness. "Well, with your cock up my boy's ass, I figured I was entitled, yeah!" my Daddy responded. "With your son's ass wrapped around my dick, I figure you can do better than a handjob from my boy!" Uncle Sergio said. "Teach my boy how to suck dick for me!" I was used to Uncle Sergio's cock by now and without waiting for him to say anything, I began to move myself up and down on his shaft by myself. Uncle Sergio gasped and returned his attentions to me. "Oh, yeah, Nicky, ride me, ride my pony-dick, boy, give it the loving it's been missing for a hell of a long time!" "Oh, oh, Uncle Serge!" I gasped. "It feels so good, it feels oh, oh, oh, oh!" Uncle Sergio realized what was happening and his hand grabbed hold of my prick and he began jerking it for me as my orgasm overpowered me and I moaned, shivering, but Uncle Sergio began to fuck my ass and when the initial joy ebbed, suddenly it surged anew, and more powerfully! "Oh, Uncle Serge, oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH!" I groaned. If I'd felt a trembling before, I felt an earthquake now. My whole body was racked with the most intense pleasure and I knew then that I was hooked beyond belief on my uncle's cock. I wanted to ride it and ride it over and over again as often as I could. He was only with us until the third of January, then he'd go to take back his son to his mother who had primary custody and then stick around for his every-other-weekend with Drake. I fell against Uncle Sergio's chest and panted hard, and he let me. When I was done, he said, "Glad you loved it, Nicky, but now Uncle Serge is going to finish up. So hang on for a hard ramming now, boy! I figure you're ready for it!" I was lifted up and riding on Uncle Sergio's cock while he stood and I looked over at Daddy. He had Drake who had my Daddy's dick in his mouth and was bobbing back and forth on it. Daddy was moaning and he saw me looking and smiled at me, kind of happy and kind of exhausted. His hand was on Drake's head and he was helping Drake move up and down more smoothly. Then I was back on the couch, this time Uncle Sergio was on top and he could fuck me in earnest. I was being fucked for the first time in my life and it felt great! I was hanging onto Uncle Sergio's body and he was thrusting in and out of me and the amazing feel of his hard dong was incredible in my ass, even though I'd just experienced my first real orgasm. His face was as ruggedly handsome as ever, but it was softened with his lust and made him look like the best-looking man in the world and he was humping my butt and I wanted it to go on forever! "Oh, oh, ah, ah!" came my Daddy's cry of pleasure and I looked around Uncle Sergio's broad shoulder to just glimpse my Daddy's body, he was laid back on the other end of this same couch and he was moaning with Drake's small form between his legs and as Uncle Sergio fucked me, my Daddy kept on crying out and then he came. I saw it then, the first time ever, and it was my Daddy's come load! Hot white sprays shot out of his cock, Drake jerked back, surprised and the wads flew out of Daddy's cock like a geyser and Daddy was moaning and more wads were flying all over his body. Drake was coughing and choking, I guess Daddy didn't warn him about it. Daddy finished squirting and I laid back and let Uncle Sergio fuck me. Now I knew what he was trying to do, because Daddy's climax was just like mine, only his had lots of white stuff flying out when he did it! "Oh, oh, God, Nicky, I'm coming, boy, I'm coming!" Uncle Sergio panted. "Yeah, come on, shoot it out, shoot it like my Daddy did!" I urged him. "Fuck me, Uncle Serge, fuck me! Harder, harder!" "Oh, fuck, this is so hot, so hot, AH, AH-HAH-AH-AH-HAH, GAHHHHH!" Uncle Sergio's face was all scrunched up and I was more than ready for what happened next, because he jammed his cock into me hard and deep and I felt it then, his cock blowing those hot white jets into my ass, I knew they were hot because I could feel the heat inside my ass, even with my Uncle Sergio's thrusting back and forth, the heat of his pud wasn't nearly as hot as this was, and it was getting all over his prick as he moved and that just spread it all around inside me. Uncle Sergio finished and he sort of fell on me, panting hard. "Hoo, hoo, hoo! Hooh!" he gasped after a moment. "Oh, man, that was so fucking hot, fucking my hot little nephew while my son sucks my brother's cock!" "Not turning out to be such a bad Christmas after all, is it?" my Daddy said. "Hell, no!" The rest of the day was great. Uncle Sergio taught me how to suck his cock and I sucked him off twice that day and he fucked me twice more. By the end of the day, I was tired and more than ready to get in bed just as if it had been a school day tomorrow. After a time, I heard the door open and I said sleepily, "Hurry up and get in bed, Drake! I'm sleepy." The bed shifted and I realized quickly that it wasn't Drake! I turned around and saw it was Uncle Sergio crawling into my bed and he was stark naked! "Uncle Serge?" I said. "Scoot over, Nicky." Uncle Sergio said. "You and me are roommates now." "Really?" "Rest of the time I'm here." He nodded. "But where is Drake going to sleep?" "With your Daddy, of course!" Uncle Sergio said. "It's our Christmas gift exchange, I get you as my play toy and he gets Drake." I embraced him and felt his warm, bare, hairy body against my own. His hands were pulling my briefs off and I figured he wanted me to sleep naked with him from now on. Then I thought of something. "But.... You and Drake are going to leave next weekend, won't you? What happens then?" "Then? Your Daddy's going to be without a boy to suck his cock for him. I figure he'll move you into his bed as soon as Drake makes room for you in there and you'll keep right on getting fucked every night and twice on weekends. In fact, I imagine he'll find an opportunity to fuck you tomorrow if I know my little brother, and I do. I know I plan to take the opportunity to find out how well my son has learned to suck cock." And that was just what happened. THE END Comments, complaints or suggestions? E-mail the Author at Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM